I know you've heard this all before

When you have something good hold on to it.

That's what I've always been told

But why is it that once you get older everything starts to unfold?

Be happy with what you have

Is what you kept telling me

But I've learned by myself theirs not always a guarentee

Learn to love yourself

You said it everyday

So why is it that every moment with you was like I was on display?

Don't hide yourself away from the world

You told me to not put myself in disgusie

But I'm tierd of you telling me what to think cause I know

your words are all lies.